Meeting ladies is like a box of chocolates.
You never quite know what you're going to get.
Will they be soft and sugary and sweet?
Or hard on outside side, soft on the inside?
Or when you bite down, do you find a hard, hearted, hazelnut centre?
I myself, do confess, to liking an Eastern European flavour to my bonbons.
And it is always interesting to see how ladies react to Forrest Gumps, if they happen to bump into one, while out for a run.
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Shalom/salaam.
10,000 years of Middle Eastern civilisation and the place is not at peace but rather in pieces.